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The storm after the quiet part one

The birds could feel it; that air of stifled droplets
Lingering upon the horizon, drifting forwards; awaiting distribution
The furnace of imminent turbulence; a warning wave that even breath,
cold against the vast humidity, felt its pending power
A callous lack of moisture unwilling to yield
Air stretched, compressed and groaning under strain
In a world so calm that heartbeats slowed to keep time,
And time seemed to loiter, whilst the clock begged to tick.

I looked up to the sky
A distant deep bass vibration rumbled an ominous, 17htz F#
It is not what I see that alerts me, it is often what I hear
And my chest rumbles as the trees poignantly quiver 
They know that it is time to dance with the wind
The winds of change always make a hushed entrance
In this deep heat, a welcomed breeze whispers at first
Stroking the waves gently against the grain, their small peeks standing on edge
The tickled trees jitter, wriggling a little.
Reserving her strength, change moves in slowly.

Startled by the distant monstrous growl 
Birds scatter wildly, whilst animals scurry to hide
They innocently panic for directions, questioning where to go? Where to go?
They must feel the same as me, overwhelmed and overly aware.
The unpredictable is always daunting, till the finale toll is tallied
And yet, instability fuels the stem of change.

Darkness folds in as I watch, in wonder, the high lofty peeks of magnificence, hurdle each other
Pounding together silently and violently; silence as cunning a warrior as anger
Cumulonimbus, the warrior, gallops vigilantly
Zeus riding within, striking discord with slicing light and heated vigor
His power equalizing peace with dissonance
As if trending a new era of Libra, adding drachma till the balance is sturdy
The world cracked and cackled, echoing across the wide expanse
Splitting the sinister clouds in two, separating heaven in to fragments
And change knows her time has come, as she lets out her full force and vigour
The trees bow in her honor, claps of applause summon her entrance, awed by her chaotic beauty

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  1. Date: 4/23/2014 2:56:00 AM

    Wow, great write, Louise. I don't think we've met, but your poetry is great--marvelous imagery and detail. Kudos. Drop by sometime. Hugs, Mel :)
  1. Date: 4/22/2014 6:12:00 PM

    All I can say is WOW, what an incredible write. Well written Louise...Peter
  1. Date: 4/21/2014 2:11:00 AM

    wow good poem and so dicriptive

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